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Artifical Intelligence
Contributed by
Seikjo
on
Sunday, 10th June 2007 @ 03:00:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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The darkness swirled around me; Its hands sought out my mind It wanted to twist and turn my mind What a mind to lose! But I forget. Circuitry and wires are no brain Its a mother board for a computer. That is all I am. Fancy lights. No. Im still human. Or rather parts of me are human But my mind feels not this way. But this is nothing but fancy words. Strung together in various ways Contributed by algorthims. So this is not poetry. Its a computer program Nothing more Nothing less. No. But with the darkness around me. Someone kind sought me out. Nothing Ive been told was true Or was it? I have no memories My brain has no space for it. I dont suppose it is called darkness When all the light is Are reflections of light. Fancy lights. No. I am something more. Could it be A.I.? Or maybe a mistake. But I Feel When so many dont Someone helped blood to flow within me But I would give this up For a friend. Call it A.I. I say love.
Copyright ©
Seikjo
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2007-06-10 15:00:40] (Date/Time posted on
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